Chapter 963
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Long Bufan ate the meat and said indifferently, "It's nothing. I used to work in the Ovens for five or six years and learned some cooking skills from some senior brothers."
"Uh …"
Hearing this, Mu Rongyin was stunned and said in surprise, "The Ovens? You mean the kitchen in the Sect's Chores Area? Then you are … "
Long Bufan raised his head and looked at Mu Rongyin's incredulous expression. He smiled faintly and said, "Yes, I used to be a Chores Disciple in the Ovens."
"Chores … Chores Disciple …" Mu Rongyin was a little confused. She had thought that Long Bufan was a descendant of some profound Sect Elder in Ling Xuanwu Province, but … she had never thought that Long Bufan was actually a Chores Disciple from the lowest level.
A Chores Disciple without a strong background had made it all the way here in a Sect full of geniuses. How talented was he?
No matter which sect it was, the ranks of the inner disciples were divided into Odd Job Disciple, Outer Palace Disciple, Inner Palace Disciple, and Direct Disciple. There were almost tens of thousands of disciples in a third-grade sect, and the probability of standing out from so many people, not to mention the lowest level of the Fire Stove Workshop Odd Job Disciple, was very slim. Perhaps, among the thousands of people who came to participate in the Hundred Sect Tournament this time, besides Long Bufan, there was no one else who could do it!
Unless Long Bufan's ancestors had passed down a lot of cultivation resources to them, it would be impossible for them to achieve such a result.
Thinking of this, Mu Rongyin could not help but ask, "Where are you from?"
Hearing Mu Rongyin's question, Long Bufan's hand that was holding the roasted meat paused for a moment. The corners of his mouth faintly lifted into a helpless smile. Soon after, he lifted his head and stared at the noble Mu Rongyin in front of him. With a serious expression, he said, "If I were to say that I came from another world and my soul had crossed over to the Firmament and Continent, would you believe me?"
"Another world? Soul traveled? " Mu Rongyin was stunned for a moment. This was the first time she had heard such a novel term. Her watery eyes immediately flickered with excitement. Soon after, her elegant brows knitted together as she shook her head and said, "Impossible. If your soul had transmigrated, how could you have a physical body now?"
"Very good. You got to the point immediately." Long Bufan nodded and waved his hand to signal her to come closer. He then lowered his voice and said, "Yes, why do I have a body? That's because … "
"That's because …" Mu Rongyin also came closer and said.... She looked at Long Bufan curiously, she felt that the young man in front of her was full of mysteries.
However, right at this moment, Long Bufan suddenly stretched out his hand and scratched Mu Rongyin's delicate nose. He grinned and teased, "Because I lied to you, haha …"
Hearing this, Mu Rongyin's beautiful face suddenly flushed red. She was so angry that her eyebrows were raised. She glared at Long Bufan and said angrily, "I knew that such a ridiculous thing would not happen. You scoundrel, not only did you lie, but you also dared to touch my nose!"
Amidst the lovely cry, Mu Rongyin's hand was suddenly covered by a layer of scorching bright red flame. She, who was both angry and embarrassed, was just about to launch an attack at Long Bufan when she saw that the latter had already taken down the soup pot from the fire rack with his back facing her. The instant he opened the pot lid, an extremely rich fragrance drifted out, causing Mu Rongyin to be startled. Her nose twitched slightly as she greedily sniffed this fragrance that caused her to feel intoxicated.
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